It's been a lazy day. We'd spent most of it reading on the couch together, silent, for quite some time. We'd play a sort of peek-a-boo, seeing how long we could stare at the other person without getting caught directly. I tend to lose, but then you tend to cheat. Unless you call feigning (... well, not always feigning...) masturbation, then just looking at m...
Nikki and I arrive at the appointed place at almost the same time. We look at each other, puzzled. Master has never called us to serve him at the same time. I shake my head. I am at a loss. She shrugs her shoulders. We walk toward the apartment together. She and I have become friends recently. She is very supportive of me as I try to serve our Master to th...
Special thanks to The Style Guy for helping me edit this first submission and popping my Literotica cherry...... Waiting anxiously for an answer at the other end of the line, I find myself becoming aroused from the anticipation of hearing your sweet voice. I am completely fascinated by everything about you, your beautiful voluptuous body, your silky caramel...
Heather was driving home. Dressed in a boring-plain blouse with long sleeves, dark-toned slacks and flat, round-nosed shoes. No one would've notice anything particular about her wardrobe. She felt a slight discomfort in her right hand, and noticed a broken nail. Looked at it for a moment, then chuckled... *** He was lean, sharp, fast moving, and full of en...
Why could she not concentrate? She had been staring at the same page for the last twenty minutes. All she could think about was how erotic her legs felt as they softly rubbed against each other; bringing flashbacks of the night before when she had felt his legs. God, she could still taste him. Her neck deliciously ached. How she wished he could just be behin...
I had Monday off; you were stuck at work for a nine hour day. Suddenly I realized; I wanted you and wanted us to have that earth shattering sex where the world ends and after we're both spent all we hear is ringing in our ears. As you're sitting at your desk your phone vibrates, a text message. You see its from me, "I want you – I need you". All of a sudden...
I sighed dejectedly, having spent yet another long day in the office - and at 11:21PM, the long day still was not finished. Yes, I made a lot of money, especially for someone with my background who had never been in any way involved with professional sports, but over the past few months of eighteen-hour days on top of a fifty-minute commute, I was really str...
I have Triple-D Titties. Sounds like the cliche a phone-sex operator might say, doesn't it? This is the stuff that porn stars are made of, or aging Hollywood wives, or the nubile dreams of satyric invention, right? Maybe such a proclamation should be surrounded by the atmosphere of a self-help group, where everyone admits a big problem that brings them all t...
God, I thank you that I'm alive. Those were the words in my head at two thirty in the morning on Tuesday, August 7, 2012. I was working an overnight shift as security for one of the biggest parking lots in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. Clad in a black security jacket, black pants and boots, I patrolled the five floors of the parking lot, looking for vagrants...
Hatter was unusually excited. Today was one of the highlights of the season and as usual most of the elite of Wonderland would be wearing his latest creations. Haute Couture was his livelihood and the annual event that bought all of society together dressed in their finest meant a payday that would ensure an adequate supply of both Darjeeling and perfumed as...